seraphic [h.s]

chapter twenty six.

I stood, my mouth slightly agape and anger seething through my freshly washed hair.

"Have you calmed down now baby? You know it's just me, I saw the door." Harry stated, as if it were a normal thing for him to do. I poked my head out the tiniest bit, holding the shower curtain under my chin. "You saw the door and decided to come in anyway? Clearly it was occupied." I scoffed, scrunching up my face but discreetly noticing that Harry had changed into his boxers.

I couldn't keep my eyes away from his body, as much as I'd tried. He was beautiful. And him walking around wearing nothing but low shorts was definitely not what I needed. He watched me carefully through the mirror, taking his toothbrush and squeezing the pale mint onto it. "I wanted to brush my teeth. It was a risk I was willing to take." I could sense the lust oozing from his skin. His face held a smirk, but not a soft smirk, this one seemed distracted.

"Whatever. Just hurry up." I let the curtain fall away from my fingertips. I was already in a battle with my mind because I could feel the want slowly creep it's way over me, a shiver running deep in my belly. I suddenly wanted him in here, knowing he was standing just a few centimetres away from me. I shook my head, hopefully enough to rid the thought.

But excitement poured over me as I felt the beads of water run down the length of my body. I twisted, reaching for the shower curtain and letting it sit a gap away from the wall. Not completely open, but enough if he wanted to look. I couldn't stop the smile on my cheeks, I'd never been so tempted before yet I wanted to scold myself until I listened.

I could hear him fiddling around, until he turned the tap on— to rinse probably— but the hot water blazing down on me turned cold in an instant. "What the fuck! Turn it off!" I gasped, taking a quick step back until my back hit the even colder tiled wall. My arms covered over my breasts, holding my chest with a shiver. "Fuck, sorry. I actually didn't mean that." He laughed out, and I could feel the water at my feet slowly turning warm once again.

Waiting for it to return to the hellish temperature I liked, I noticed Harry's figure in the corner of my eye, realising I had freaked out at the water and now stood right where the shower curtain opened. It was my mistake, of course it was, but I still blamed it on the universe for letting me make such an unthoughtful snap decision.

It was my karma I guess.

Slowly turning my head in his direction, he stood extremely still, not an inch of any movement occurring and I'd hoped that at least his heartbeat was in tact. I was in full view to him now, but he couldn't really see anything apart from my side stance. His eyes were darting everywhere even though he tried for them not to. The water at my feet felt hot, and yet I had no intention to move.

"I, uhh- sorry I didn't mean to- sorry- um." And he paused, knowing he sounded completely insane, so he'd stopped himself. Finally he met my eyes, he looked torn. "It's okay." I said, wondering if he could make out the tiny smile playing on my lips.

Stepping forward, I removed my arms from my chest, letting them drop to my sides as the water cascaded over me. I turned my head back, wondering if Harry was still there. And he was, he had inched up the tiniest bit further, his dark eyes watching me so intently. God it felt good. The deep pull in my stomach loved the way his eyes were completely set on me, how he couldn't help but watch.

I thought about it over in my mind, knowing that this was definitely what I wanted. That in the amount of time we'd known each other, he had completely exceeded my expectations of him. He was so different at the beginning. So unfriendly and cold. But he had let me in, even if it were the smallest fraction, he had made my days brighter and I could only hope I'd done the same.